we carried our backpacks fishing equipment into the cabin
the cabin wasn't Thoreau's cabin at Waldon pond
then came the storm lightening thunder torrential rain and
and then the lights went out
there we were
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eating potato chips and drinking beer in the dark
"quick put all the beer in the freezer," my brother says
we put on our headlamps sat in the dark discussed the care and handling of fish how the hybrid strippers don't have the beautiful stripes... we played cards I read "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance" by candle light til 3 a.m.